Chapter 215
"Harrison, what are you doing? Put me down now!"
Roxanne was hoisted up on Harrison''s shoulders.
His shoulder bones were pressing painfully into her stomach.
He was walking so fast back to the master bedroom that it was making her feel ufortable from the
jostling.
She began to struggle, hitting his back while trying to wiggle free.
"Harrison, stop being a jerk. You don’t let me work and don’t apologize to me. I''m not letting this slide."
"Put me down!"
She bit down hard on his shoulder muscle.
The pain hit him instantly!
"Are you really that cold-hearted?"
Only then did Harrison put her down, gently cing her on the bed.
He rolled up his shirt to check, revealing a row of teeth marks.
"You bit me so hard. Aren''t you afraid of biting off a chunk of flesh?"
Roxanne retorted angrily, "Even if I bit off some flesh, you''d have iting."
"You really don''t care about me, do you?" Harrison asked, hurt.
"Do you ever care about me?" She propped herself up on the mattress, sitting up. She looked up at
Harrison in front of her, questioning him.
"You shut down mypany without consulting me. Harrison, do you even care about me?"
"Roxanne, I did that because I care about you. I didn''t want you to work so hard. Do you know what
that would do to you?"
"But I don''t want to be a full-time housewife. I''ve already said I''ll try to bnce work and family and
spend more time with you."
"But..."
"Enough, Harrison. I don''t want to argue with you. You never know how to respect me."
"Then let''s sleep."
Harrison moved to cover Roxanne with the nket.
Roxanne kicked out at him, "Go sleep in the study."
Even though she had thin legs, she was strong.
Harrison, caught off guard, was kicked onto the carpet at the foot of the bed.
He looked rather pathetic.
He sat down on the floor, ying innocent, "Honey, are you really going to kick me out and send me to
the study?"
The sight of that CEO ying innocent wasughable.
He didn''t care about his reputation at all.
N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.
Roxanne was still angry, "Either you go to the study, or I will. You decide."
Harrison knew she was still mad, so he didn''t provoke her.
He got up, picked up his pillow, and left the master bedroom with a pitiful look on his face.
Before leaving, he gently closed the door to the master bedroom.
Just as he was about to head to the study, he turned around and saw Vincent.
Vincent had heard about their argument and Roxanne crashing a Porsche.
He was worried that they had a problem, so he came over to check.
Seeing his son with a pillow in his hand, he understood.
Vincent said, annoyed, "Did you upset Roxanne again?"
Vincent still didn''t know that his son had shut down Roxanne''spany.
He asked, "Did you guys have a fight?"
Harrison was irritated, "Who said we had a fight?"
"Then why were you kicked out?" Vincent retorted.
"How do you know I was kicked out?"
Harrison strode towards the study.
"I just have some work to do and didn''t want to disturb Roxanne''s sleep if I stayed upte."
Ha!
Vincent scoffed.
Who did Harrison learn that from?
He himself was never the type to act cool or aloof, so why was Harrison so different?
When he was young, he hardly ever fought with Harrison''s mother. He was always doting, loving, and
pampering her.
He never tried to act cool.
Harrison had only been married for a short while, and he had already made Roxanne cry several times.
And he still stubbornly refused to admit it.
Vincent followed him to the study, speaking earnestly.
"Harrison, running a marriage isn''t like running a business. If you want to have a sessful marriage,
you have to make your wife happy. If she''s right, she''s right. If she''s wrong, she''s still right. You have to
keep her in a good mood every day for the atmosphere at home to be good and harmonious."
Harrison remained silent.
He began to consider why Roxanne was upset.
Vincent issued amand, "Now, go soothe Roxanne and cheer her up."
Harrison seemed thoughtful, "She might just need some time to adjust. Once she gets used to it, she''ll
be fine."
She just suddenly became a trophy wife. Naturally, she needed some time to adjust.
Looking up, Harrison turned to Vincent and said, "It''ste. Aren''t you going back home?"
"I''ll be staying here tonight."
Vincent issued anothermand, "Tomorrow morning, I want to see you two happy. If you haven''t
cheered Roxanne up, don''t call me dad."
The next morning.
Roxanne woke up early.
Out of habit, she wanted to go to work.
But as she got out of bed, she remembered that herpany had been forcibly shut down by Harrison.
The employees had already dispersed, each going their own way.
She washed her face and brushed her teeth in a lousy mood.
In front of the mirror, she suddenly saw a smartly dressed man.
He was a head taller than her.
He stood behind her and his presence was overwhelming. He asked, "Have you decided what you''re
going to do?"
"What do you want me to decide?" Roxanne wiped her mouth and put the toothbrush and cup back in
their ces.
She turned around, asking, "Do you want me to be a full-time housewife?"
"You might just need some time to get used to it." Harrison said, "Once you get used to it, you might
find it''s not so bad."
Roxanne red at him, "So Harrison, you''re still trying to take away my freedom, aren''t you?"
"What''s so bad about being a full-time housewife?" Harrison really didn''t understand.
"Harrison, I really don''t want to talk to you anymore." She waspletely disappointed in him.
He still didn''t understand what he had done wrong.
She left the bathroom, walked out of the bedroom, and went outside.
When she opened the door, she was surprised to see Vincent, who was about to knock.
"Dad, what are you doing here?"
Vincent looked at Roxanne, then at the gloomy Harrison behind her.
They hadn''t made up yet.
He red at Harrison, clearly ming him for not cheering up Roxanne yet.
Roxanne didn''t want to argue in front of the old man, and she didn''t want to worry Vincent, so she
forced a smile.
"Dad, since you''re here, why not stay for a few days? I like it when it''s lively."
Vincent sighed inwardly.
His daughter-inw was just the best. Clearly, she had had a fight with her son and probably cried her
eyes out the previous night.
How else would her eyes be all puffy?
But in front of him, she still managed to wear that brilliant smile, as if nothing ever happened.
Such a sensible girl.
Not wanting to make her feel ufortable, Vincent didn''t ask about her swollen eyes.
He pretended not to know about their quarrel. He said, "I just missed you guys, so I thought I''d swing
by. Also, I have something I''d like to discuss with you."
"What''s up?" Roxanne asked,ughing.
He replied, "We''ll chat over breakfast."
They went downstairs to the dining room together.
At the table, Vincent poured Roxanne a ss of milk.
"Anne, if you''re not too busy, I''d like to introduce you to the family members. I want them to see what a
fantastic daughter-inw I''ve got. Can you spare a day?"
Roxanne nced at Harrison.
It seemed like Harrison hadn''t spilled the beans to his dad about herpany shutting down.
Just then, under the table, Harrison''s hand reached out, grabbing hers.
She kept her smile on but forcefully shook off Harrison''s hand.